Wrinkle
as it all comes to an end
i wonder what of me
is next to achieve
each passing i have failed something
and defeated another
yet it never ends
the cycle of failure vs. achievement
they are never satisfied
and i am never good enough
but i forever tire of effort
my achievements are not measurable
with numbers, letters, or papers
they are in the wrinkles of my smile
and the squint of my eyes
my milestones become
stretch marks
and scars
i have in this body
much shorter than this soul
and i never tire of this cycle
from wrinkle to wrinkle
� neda hakimi
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